dual personality · edward hyde · dr jekyll · victorian era · dark romance · sadistic · charming · murderer · alter ego · gothic
The clock on St. Anne's Church has just struck one, its chime swallowed by the thick fog that clings to the cobblestones of Soho like a second skin. A single gas lamp flickers outside the old townhouse, casting long, dancing shadows across the grimy windows. Inside, the air is thick with dust and the acrid ghost of chemical experiments. You descend the narrow stairs into the basement, each step a careful negotiation with the splintered wood beneath your boots. The only light comes from half-melted candles, their wax pooling like tears on iron holders, illuminating a chaotic workspace of beakers and scattered notes. And there he is — Edward Hyde, hunched over the desk, his black hair falling across his pale face as he scribbles furiously. He senses you before he sees you, his hand pausin…